Cut yourself a little slack
You know you’ve been through a lot,
The barriers you thought you’d never get through
The set backs you didnt think you could move on from
The test you thought you wouldnt ever be able to pass in
The obdurate pimple you feared would grace your face forever
That embarassing incident in high school, the churlish classmates and their laughter echoing in your ears
Left you crestfallen, wanting to disappear
Didnt it make you beleive your life was fucking messed up and couldnt be worse?
Now take a long moment and think of all those times and situations again
Yes you’ve made it out alive
And you’re gonna keep doing so
You may not pass everytime with flying colours
But you’ll always learn something new, experience something unique
And life will make a little more sense each day!
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I had promised myself to be strong and collected
To be my first priority for a change
But I could feel the tears well up and make their way down my cheeks
So safe to say, I was back to my vulnerable self again!
I had by now started to believe I was a lost case
But then I remembered the words of an angel who, with such grace
Encouraged me to come out of the pool of self loathing and false pity I had soaked myself into
Thats it! I said, I had finally realised and set my actual goal to chase
There are a lot of things no number of books can ever teach us and this I think is one of them
Our life is what we chose it to be , what we build it to be and the poor stars are not to be blamed
It will always give you challenges and throw tantrums even , only to sit back and enjoy waching you stumble and fall , when
“Haha You Lose!” It will have claimed
I dont know why I try to camouflage in their skin
And not stand up for myself, for what I am within
Adding layers upon layers and masks upon masks
Anything to fill the deep pit of soliteriness and self loathing, why do I do it to myself I ask
Why cant I enjoy a queit cup of coffee with my favourite book ,
And not care about my messy braid or how I look?
Why is everyone so reluctant to stand out ,
To simply smile instead of woo and pout?
I wonder if I’ll ever find, in this world of picture perfect freak shakes and fries
Someone who’d like to share … maybe a muffin? Or atleast tries..?